Charlotte

July 3rd 2014.

Right now, I have to Deal with Charlotte, she is the next match that?s on the 4th of July in Brown County state park. Mmmmmmmmmmmmm, how do I describe Charlotte? She is a kind of clich?; she is a Racist, what makes her different is that she is to everyone, not just to me.

This fight coming up, we have only ever fought once about 10 years ago in Jan of 2004 ? I think???????? Or it could have been near Halloween Oct 31 2006. I had not thought about that but yeah, I guess that little all girl brawl back about Oct of 2006 was when this happen. I flew into Indiana and Rachel came to pick me up about 3 days before Halloween on Fri Oct 27 2006.

Rachel and me were at a bar and her and her KKK/Nazi group came into the bar and asked the owner to remove all the inferior women and men from his bar. He told them to get the fuck out of his bar. Anyway, he kicked THEM out and he called the cops after a fight broke out between US (me and Rachel) vs. them, (Charlotte and her KKK Nazi types). Actually, to be more clear, ?US? was not just the two of us, it was me and Rachel and about ? of the bar standing with us.

Rachel knew of an old train house that is off of a dead line, there are no tracks that go to it, but they use it to dump used or old boxcars there. CSX still owns it and Rachel and I have tried for years to buy it from them, but it has never happened yet. It?s fenced in barbwire and overgrown by weeds and ivy.

There are no tracks that go there, they have torn up the tracks, but from time to time we go there and hang out. Seems everyone has forgotten about it, it?s nice and quiet there, actually it?s spooky quiet. I think that they used to use the yard or train yard for repairs back in the 1890?s; they customized train cars there. I went there the other night; it has not changed.

Anyway, THE reason why I explained about this place was because it was where me, Rachel and Rachel?s girlfriend, Toni, all met Charlotte?s group of racist bitches, - the KKK/ Neo Nazi gang; it was a 8 vs. 3, but that was the first time we fought Charlotte. I have to fight Charlotte in July, I am guessing she replaced her group from the ones she lost and who ran away, anyway, Neo Nazis are so cocky and tend to be overly self absorbed, they like to blow their own horn.

I did a blood test for the fight tomorrow (July 4th) but annoyingly I have to re do the blood test for tomorrow. It seems that someone came in and collected my blood test from the hospital, anyway, they can?t find it and Dr Martin is thinking some one stole it.

If you wanted to frame someone for drugs, how else would you do it? In light of what I have had to go through this last month, nothing shocks me any more; I have to redo my blood test, if they KO me here I can't go to the tournament, I have to prove I am clean, it?s too close to the 26th for any set backs.

July 4th 2014.

Well, in light of yesterday, my blood test came back clean, like I knew it would. Dr Martin pored back through the Security videos from the Hospital, a woman dressed in maroon scrubs, like a CNA, came in the blood lab and spent 25 minutes going through blood test samples before she goes through the cooler cabinets looking for something. She found the one needle in a haystack and takes that one single blood test, needless to say, that one was mine.

So we can only figure out that the reason why it was taken was to say that I am on drugs, I hear you say, ?but isn't it a crime to tamper with blood samples at the hospital?? Yes it is, but they didn't tamper with it, they took it, - but no doubt to tamper with it. I thought at first that it must be one of Charlotte's Neo Nazi minions who took it, but No, it wasn?t. It was Tammy!

She was in disguise; Tammy wore a wig, and of all things, an old-fashioned nurses hat and glasses, but nurses don't wear hats no more here in the U.S. The glasses were dark horn rim style, what gave her away was her walk, I have a good Physical eye for people, even though I could not see her face clear, her walk gave her away. Doctor Martin contacted the cops to report this theft.

But now, here we go, - Ok it?s official, I am being accused again of doing drugs and being on HGH Steroids. Frank just informed me that they have proof that my blood test is dirty and they say it will be brought to the match as proof. Dr. Martin called Frank last night after the second test was run, and informed him that the first blood test was stolen, so everyone is bringing their proof, including the security tape showing the theft; well unless everyone starts walking like Tammy does, she is on my shit list.

All of this is a moot point, however, because we are going to be tested at the Mansion in Brown County just before the match. This is a new rule that is to keep groups like the Russians and the Asians and the Middle Eastern groups honest. I don't know, I am not sure how or why, - well that?s not the truth, I think I know why, she is upset over losing to Lenzy, I think she is also jealous.

The accusations are flying like bullets over here yet again! I had two clients call me up and ask what has happened, rumours are flying fast around here, last night, some one circulated a rumour to the client list that the Russians were tricked and that I really am a abuser and a user, so now the other Groups are wanting in on today?s match, they want to see the proof. But I HAVE the proof that I am clean, I also have an incriminating security tape.

The South American group is saying that if I am dirty all of them will pull out. I feel like a fire fighter in a forest fire, I get one fire out and 3 more start because some bastard is running around with a can of GAS and Matches in hand, which is pissing me off to high hell, I am ready to chew nails and piss NAPALM; or as I have heard said many times, ?I am here to kick ass and chew bubble gum, and I am all out of bubblegum!?

I am done with so called want-to-be-friends. I am finished with getting back stabbed from people who act like friends or girlfriends; my group of trust just got a lot smaller, pisses me off.

I have Sue and Tayla here yakking about how they are glad and they are sorry.
Brown County is about 25 minutes driving, unless you fly. If you fly, you can get there in about 5 minutes from here. Last time, (with Sue and Tayla) I think what it is, is that they realized they missed out on a cruise this time because I took Tammy with me. The ?A Frame? (the venue for the fight) sets near the Boat docks off some lake there, I think it?s one of the private cabins in the park.

I think Sue and Tayla were Jealous I took Tammy, but she kind of shot herself in the foot with me over being such a bitch. Tammy has been bragging to them that she kicked everyone?s ass on the cruise; she didn't fight me because she is my friend, other wise she would have kicked my ass too! - And she made love to me every night we were on the cruse!

After reading the Write up of the story, Sue and Tayla found out the truth, and that pissed off Tammy. She is pissed off because I didn't make her out as a girlfriend and a great fighter, but for our readers who have been with us on our stories, I keep it exact as I can, from what I see or feel, for a lot of the time I give the facts and let them decide what happened.

I mean I will admit I have done some things I don't like, I have done things I am not proud of, I have paid my prices for mistakes I make, but I learn from my mistakes. Yes, in the past, I have had my ass kicked more than a few times, I have also taken a few beatings and still won, but the way Tammy paints the story, she has made it out that I am a liar, I get beat all the time; I DO get beat ON a lot some times by people who are not in the fight, but I don't lose very often.

Tammy is still mad about her fight with Lenzy and I cannot help that, it is what it is, she needs to train to become a better fighter, to which I have told her that many times, to which I get as of late from her, ?I am not a cheater like you Sara!? Vindictive little bitch. This is why I don't have a lot of really close friends; I mean, Sue and me have had squabbles and we fight either for fun & pleasure or just to fight, but we always say we are sorry, afterwards we talk and we make up.

She reminds me of Rachel a lot, but this shit with Tammy is like GGGggggggggggggrrrrrrrrrrrrr! I want to beat her ass and toss her in the trash, but then she?d probably accuse me of cheating. So anyway, back to getting back, I told Sue and Tayla I would take them with me for the next few matches, they are excited about the 26th of July.

Because I am outspoken and because I am Lesbian, on top of being an Amazon and a Sioux and I stand out, I don't fit in, I just try to be accepted for who I am; I try to not be a bully, I really do, I do try. I know I sound gruff and mean but I don't mean to.

Anyway: If we lived in a world that treated Female fighters as well as they treat their Male counter parts and our society was more open about nude MMA style bitch fights instead of treating them like they are XXX movies for adult men to jack off to it would be different.

Female Boxing has now been fully accepted by society since it became an Olympic sport, in which case I would be extremely popular and be worth several billion in TV adds and sponsorships and you would see me everywhere. However, even if I did, my version of the sport would be censored and still considered XXX material, or worse, because you would have women groups protesting against me because it?s violence against women. And yes, - on that note, I have no doubt about the fact that not many would be able to handle me in a ring, getting hit by me would be like getting hit by a freight train.

Women like Rousey I would not only stand taller than, but I have been told once that she was glad she was not facing me in a ring! Just one of my arms is twice her arms thickness, and I am far more built than her. She had to look up in my eyes to look me in the eyes. I would obviously be in the Heavyweight division, while she is Bantamweight. Her one former opponent asked her if she was planning on fighting me, she said, ?If I had a chance against her, maybe, she is a beast!? Then she gave me a hug and kissed my cheek.

I am like the Dinosaurs you see in on you tube that they say, ?Look?there is bigfoot.? People like me are few and far between; there are not a lot of women my size or build that fight, like for instance, Chyna and Nicole Bass, Anna Konda I tower over. There is one bitch in Florida that stands 6' 8" tall, but she is nowhere near as strong as me, but they have fought with me in the past. The bitch in Florida is strong, but she does not lift what I lift, she has reach, but I have skill. She has only fought in about 30 matches.

Talking of women who are as big as me, I cannot wait to see Attila again at the Tournament. I want to fight her again. She is coming to the tournament; she is New Zealand's fighter.

I will also have to see Claudia again, she bills herself as the Iron Bitch, - she is from Denmark, blond hair, blue eyes, and pigtails. And we have tomorrow, - fucking Charlotte! I wonder if she knew Trista? The fight circles are quite small, in some cases they are surprisingly small; racist cunts tend to flock together?so come July 26th, I will have fighters from at least 32 countries to fight.

The time of the match today (July 4th) has been pushed back; we have 20 more people arriving who would not have been here because of what has been said. In one way that?s good, everyone gets to see proof for themselves that what I have said is indeed the truth. However, now, because of the amount of people coming, the venue has changed, it?s no longer in Brown county, after everything is said and done, there are about 96 people all total coming to see the fight. It?s a much bigger venue here in Martinsville, or Bloomington (it?s not quite decided yet). At least I won't have so far to travel; I am just waiting to find out where it will be held.

Anyway. Ok wait; - we have a winner, the old CSX Train yard. Been there, we have fought there before. So, Bloomington it is. It is only about 30 minutes drive for me. Well, now they are starting to set up, and at least Doctor Martin is bringing my blood sample and video evidence with her.

Ok, so now we know where, I guess.

PM, July 4th 2014.

The match didn't get fought until 7 pm that night; as you well know, I had yet again been accused of being a drug abuser and Steroids user. It was not surprising to find out that Charlotte ended up with my blood sample; but then I am getting ahead of my self.

I left home early on Friday to go and meet Frank and the new group of clients at Mc Donald?s. From there, we drove down to Bloomington, IN, to the ancient CSX defunct Train yard that no longer gets used and hasn?t been for a long time; they took up the rails going to the train yard but the buildings still exist.

We walked the yard and I showed them all the buildings, some of them are Steam Engine Sheds, more than a few of them are setting in the yard still. They have a furnace in the yard, which burns all their trash and what not. It?s a somewhat industrial place, but it seems that everyone has forgotten about the defunct train yard.

The clients decided on the big main work building / Coach House where they customized sleeper cars for tracks last time it was used in 1925. There wasn't anything in there but it was big enough for everyone and the wrestling ring to be in there, which they wasted no time setting it up; and for the first time, they had a cook come in and do lunches for everyone from their own lunch wagon, which was like WOW! I had seen that once before about 15 years ago, which made me wonder if they got the idea from them.

So all total, the group I am seeing in my clients list have the funds to afford doing this type of venue almost on par with WWE style; cooks for lunch, dinner and breakfast, if it?s needed, 11 men set up a pro style ring in about 40 minutes, that blew my mind. They anchored it and set it square and had it set up and ready in just under 40 minutes! It was like they were a pit crew at the Indy 500; usually it takes a team of 8 men 3 hours to set up the WWE shit, but man, they worked fast.

Then they started to set up chairs and a committee table, which gave me that eerie feeling, I had seen this before. There were seven chairs, seven glasses of water; they brought in a Bell, but it was carved Brass and Silver inlays with some mark on it and a picture of a big erect cock on both sides of two women fighting to the death. The thought crossed my mind if these guys were leftovers from that group, I mean some of them I knew from my days when I fought for the UECT, it made me wonder.

I saw the ref from Kokomo walk in, he was nude already, his big dick was between his thighs, he was not erect yet. If I started to draw comparisons between the two groups it was scary, nude ref, - seven judges, - bell. It was a chilling D?j? vu moment; Frank asked me if I was ok. Sue and Tayla were busy looking around the property never more than few yards from me.

No, I don't take shit from any one, I am nice, I am pleasant, - until you make a point of crossing me or hurting friends and family. The group wanted me to do my drug test, so they sat down and we watched the test results, all 147 of us, as Dr Martin and her two techs did my blood work up, which came back clean; ?Shock, - Gasp. Sara came back clean!?

Now all the groups are in officially, they back me as the U.S Champion, depending on the results of the match. Dr. Martin showed that someone took my blood from the lab in the hospital for all to see, they matched my blood with the one I took two days prior and confirmed it was me and 2 days prior, I was Clean.

Four hours later, close to 5 pm, Charlotte and her group of 6 come waking in; they are almost too late to run a blood test. It takes about 35minutes to screen for drugs and Steroids, the piss test is automatic in the cup. So Charlotte come in with blood tests in hand and demands that her test tubes be screened and that they have evidence that I am a drug user and I am on Steroids. She hands the committee members her irrefutable proof I am a lying bitch.

Here is how my test sample looked in the tube, - my blood on the bottom, something on top, then something on top of that; she shook it up before she gave it to them and it still separated in the tube. She demanded that I be tested against this blood or I am cheating, Dr.Martin said ok and gave the group her report:

1) The blood sample is contaminated with straight HGH Steroids, and also Morphine, both doses in the test tube were high enough to kill 30 men. 2) The drugs and the Steroids were placed in the bottle after the blood was drawn. 3) Because the blood sample was not kept cold it was impossible to know who?s blood it was, the ID was taken off and the blood has degraded to being dead, which was why it would not soak with the added Steroids and the Morphine.

Charlotte got in a mad stomping fit and was screaming and yelling that everyone was lying to her and she decided she was going to show everyone she was clean, she called everyone inferior dog shit jungle bunnies and kyks and spicks, - why should she submit to this fascist shit test?

She took the piss test first, which came back inconclusive, - I guess she dosed it with salt, in the cup, that screws up the results for some reason I don't know. The tab changed colors but not the colors that it tested for. Then she took the blood test, her system came back she had been smoking pot that day and it was still in her system. She also tested Positive for Anabolic Steroids as recent as 2 weeks ago, even though she had not took them within a few days.

She screamed bloody murder, ?You Fuck Jews, bunch of Jews!? In a loud voice, I said, ?If you want to KNOW who started this ball rolling, I have to thank them for it, it was the Russians and their false accusations, kind of like you, BITCH.? I said, ?You came in here with a doctored blood sample and expected everyone to buy it as the gospel according to whatever White Arian Racists believe in and not check the test results????? They're not stupid, they will check facts!? Then I saw Tammy standing in the back, she?d bleached her hair blond, well except for her dark roots and her brunette pussy, trying to fit in with her new friends.

The committee asked me if I still wanted to do the match, I said, ?Sure! - Pot isn't going to save her ass and it doesn't dull the pain after your buzz wears off and her buzz is about gone right now.? I said, ?I?m betting you?re wishing you had a joint to smoke about right now, aren't you bitch??

Ok, so how to describe Charlotte: She was 5' 10 tall, blond hair, blue eyes, well, actually Hazel or gray, bulky muscles, or bulkier than last time I fought her (or pumped up on steroids.) Her chest I would guess at maybe 40 D cup, or C cup.

She flipped me the bird and climbed in the ring; Tammy didn't look at me, she just walked over to Charlotte's side and stood in her corner, I said, ?I am not done with you by a long shot bitch.? She turned around and said, ?I am better than you, I don't cheat and do drugs,? then she did her little hail Hitler sign and goose stepped over to her new friends.

Sara White Doe: I am tired of trying to defend myself for something I don't do I just get mad. Anyway, I took up my corner and Sue and Tayla were there, being my seconds. I climbed in and we were summoned to the center, the ref read us the rules or the wishes of the Committee.

The tall, well muscled blond man with the huge cock, got in the ring, his hard on standing to attention like a flag pole bobbing back and forth as he walked. Charlotte says, ?How about after I kill her, I rape your ass over in the corner?? and she stroked his cock. He ignored her and read the rules: ?Catfight to the finish, No Weapons, Nude, No Eye Gouges, no Chokes, come out and fight at the bell.? and we waited for the ting of the brass bell, he struck it with a hard plastic baton, it sounded like a Boxing bell for a prize fight.

For some reason I don't know why, but it was like my mind was somewhere else at that second, my body and fists and feet flew into action before my brain caught up with what I was doing, quite simply, it was like auto pilot, but I was still there, I didn't over think my actions or control how hard I HIT or KICKED, I just did it like a machine.

In rapid succession it was like this: - Bell << DING >>, my right fist hit her in the face, at almost the same time, like I was racing the bell fast, she blinked once and my fist was there >> SMACK <<, I seen blood, my right leg came up kneed her in the left side of her hip hard >> THUD <<. I heard her spine >> POP << like I just realigned something; she takes a half step back, her face looking at the ceiling as I spin counter clock wise in a turn, she steps back, my back left elbow aimed at her, but still for me it was a blind shot >> SMACK <<, my left elbow crosses her throat, she falls back on the canvas holding her face and throat as I follow?

It was like setting in the last car on a roller coaster and watching the lead car do the attacks, I am guessing that to everyone, it looked like a blur, but to me it was like a slow motion film being played on a big screen TV. She fell, I was on her before her head hit the floor, I was grabbing her legs, both my knees landed in her tits hard, as I pull her legs apart she screams out in a wail or a Shriek and I bite her clit and lips and chomp down hard. She wails in hellish pain; suddenly my brain catches up to my lead car, everything that was muted or muffled in my actions was now loud and clear, I was caught up.

Charlotte beat on my back as I ripped off her right labia fold in my mouth, blood, flesh and veins tore off, she screamed as I head butt her clit hard and I saw stars for a few seconds, long enough, I got a foot in my face?Then I seen stars again, blood ran from my nose as I was knocked sideways off of Charlotte, I spit blood from my mouth and got up to feel tits on my back, arms tried to put me in a sleeper hold so I bit down hard on a forearm and got an ear splitting scream in my left ear, - I knew the voice, - Tammy had decided to join the fight.

I reached over and grabbed behind her head and yanked her into a forward roll over my front; she crashed down on the floor with a hard << THOOOM >>, she screamed again as I pinned her to the floor with her bleached hair under my knees and my fist in her face >> SMACK <<, I hit her nose and she screamed, I punched her face again, >> CRACK <<*<<< she wailed and covered her face, I took aim and I hit her between her tits in the sternum, she gasped loud, sucking air.

I suddenly felt >> CRACK << on the back of my head with a stinging burn, then >> SMACK << again. I was being hit with a plastic baton, Charlotte had climbed out of the ring and grabbed the stick for sounding the bell; I saw more than felt the stick come down across my neck in a strangle hold. I got my hand up between the baton and me and I pushed with everything I had, she let go and I felt something wet run down the back of my neck, I had a cut on the back of my head and my hair was bloody.

Charlotte fell forward and she yelped for a break, I was so mad, I flung the baton at the bell and it made a funny sound like << WWWWRINRWHINgg >>. Tammy was crawling to the side, I grabbed her hair before she could escape and she came up with a fist in my abs, her tiny smack bounced off my clinched abs and I grabbed her arm and yanked her back to me, she screamed, ?NO, - NO, NO, NO, - I AM SORRY, NO, NO, NO, - Please!?

I hit her with a hard chop across her throat in a clothes line >>WHAM<<, her feet left the floor, she about flipped in mid air and hit the floor << BOOM >>. I got on her as she held her throat and I held her hands where they were, I pressed down hard on her hands with all my weight, her hands turned as red and purple as her face, I heard, ?SARA! ? SARA, STOP. SARA, STOP!? Sue was calling me to stop.

I stopped, but not because I wanted to, it?s because it was the rules. I walked back to my corner and I got washed up and they put 3 stitches in my cut on top of super glue to hold it closed and I was given water. My head burned like fire, that was the Super Glue, Sue asked if all bets were off as far as Tammy and Charlotte were concerned, I just looked at her and she was like, ?ok, I will stay out of it, - I hear you loud and clear, - your pissed.? Tayla said, ?We are here if you need us.?

I flexed and expanded my body, stretching, - as I stretched and then tightened my muscles. I washed my mouth out and spit in the bucket. Tammy laid there in the ring the whole time crying and sobbing and gasping and, I guess, she was having a pity party for herself, her White racist Nazi want-to-be's didn't offer to help her, they let her lay there in her pee.

The bell rang and Charlotte didn't move; her doctor, who was wearing a Nazi armband on his right arm, asked for 3 minutes to finish his work. I seen the syringe and knew what was going to happen, I pointed it out to the group of judges. They asked about the shots, - it was Adrenalin, I was like, ?You know, - just go fuck your self all of you worthless shit asses!?

That substance is still cheating; I fight clean, I train, I make my body a weapon, I am an Amazon, they should have disqualified her, I said, ?Your so-called SUPERIOR Race is a JOKE, you?re less super than a slime puddle!? At that point, Tammy was back in the fight; again, she decided to attack me from the side, I yanked her over my hip by her right breast and caught her arm, Tammy?s involvement was just stalling, to give Charlotte her shot, Tammy twisted around on the floor to get up, I placed her in a arm bar and I Axe kicked the back of her head.

I think the ?judges? lame rules were for my sake more so than their rules, which pissed me off more, the fight was wrong, but it continued. I twisted Tammy's arms hard and stepped on her neck, >> SNAP CRUNCH <<, she flopped on the floor and spit blood, I caught Charlotte running at me and spun out of the way, she tripped over Tammy and went sailing into the ropes, - or more so, - I should say, through the ropes.

She landed near the bell on the floor, she scrambled to her feet and rushed the ring, she slid in right as I field punted her face, >> CRACK <<, her head snapped back in a spray of blood, her nose was gone, she was either out cold or Dead; she flopped on the floor, I grabbed her hair and drug her blond Nazi ass to the neutral corner and tied her up in the ropes, spread wide. I felt for a pulse, but I was not sure if there was one or not.

I savagely punched her face hard several times; - if she was KO'd then, she was really out now! I started to beat her huge perfect breasts purple and raw, with knuckles and my nails, the audience counted as I hit her breasts over a hundred times, somewhere around 82 her left breast split open at the nipple, at 94 her right tit tore open from the inside to her chest. She never flinched, as blood ran down I ripped chunks of fat and veins and milk ducts out and pulled them out.

I seen one guy in their group who looked like Brock Lesnar from UFC and WWE get in the ring, he was nude, I said, ?I don't fight men.? He said, ?You fight me, Doggy bitch, you kill my woman!? I was like, ?Which one? I don't fight men.? He flexed his muscles, I said, ?You?re biting off more than you can chew, asshole, I don't fight men.?

They rang the bell and said I was the winner. Mr Super Nazi was not having it, I said, ?I don't fight men.? He rushed me, I hit him hard, Iron Fist punch, drive his nose bone in his skull, his eyes went glassy, his nose was gone, mashed over his face, his eyes rolled up in his head and he fell to the floor. I screamed at the group, ?ANY ONE ELSE?? The room was silent, the ref raised my hand.

I was allowed to clean up; I drew my money and sent it to the bank in MT for the Ranch.

End results: Charlotte and her Boy Toy Dead, Tammy Dead, and for yet a second time my name has been cleared.

I am healing, they didn't do anything that would not allow me to fight on the 26th, a few new scars, black eye, and Tammy biting the inside of my left thigh when I had her pinned; I?m not sure how she thought it was going to go in her head, I am guessing she figured she had it, even after Lenzy showed her she had a lot of work to do. But other than that, I?m good?

So, 4th of July is done.

I hope you like this.



Sara White Doe,
Piers Knight.








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